Quotes about Love

My God,' he gasped, 'you're fun to kiss.

Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!

The helpless ecstasy of loosing himself in her charm was a powerful opiate rather than a tonic.

He looked at her and for a moment she lived in the bright blue worlds of his eyes, eagerly and confidently.

If you're in love it ought to make you happy. You ought to laugh.

I love her and that's the beginning and end of everything.

I don't think he was ever happy unless someone was in love with him, responding to him like filings to a magnet, helping him to explain himself, promising him something. What it was I do not know. Perhaps they promised that there would always be women in the world who would spend their brightest, freshest, rarest hours to nurse and protect that superiority he cherished in his heart.

He loved her, and he would love her until the day he was too old for loving--but he could not have her. So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.

Then a strange thing happened. She turned to him and smiled, and as he saw her smile every rag of anger and hurt vanity dropped form him - as though his very moods were but the outer ripples of her own, as though emotion rose no longer in his breast unless she saw fit to pull an omnipotent controlling thread.

He saw her before he saw anything else in the room.

It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.

He kissed her because it came about quite naturally; he found sweetness sleeping still upon her lips, and felt that he had never been away.